zheng stubbed out his cigarette, his cold eyes soaking into the dewy night. "Since you like to show off so much, then cut it off."The blade flashed with a cold light, and the dying man suddenly came b...Huo Mingzheng's slightly thick thumb rubbed against Fu Yan's reddened eye corner.

He looked into Fu Yan's eyes, a subtle gleam flashing past, melting into the depths of his cold and silent black orbs. "Yan Yan, you can trust me. If this was truly done by someone deliberately, I will find out who hurt Ji Lin."

His eyes were deep, fathomless like an abyss. Fu Yan pursed her lips, "Even if that person was Li Qin"

"No matter who he is."

Ho Ming's words were clear and precise, his promises heavy like a sledgehammer striking Fu Yan's heart.

"Fu Yan shifted her gaze, “I hope you can do what you say.”

He fastened the plush hat on her head, holding her face in his hands. "Come home with me first," he said, "Medical miracles do happen. Qin Heng has already contacted a team of foreign experts. When Ji Lin wakes up, I'll bring you to see him."

"I want to go to the welfare home in my hometown," Fu Yan looked into his eyes.

She has to go there, maybe she'll find something. Ji Lin had an accident after going to the welfare home, and he's going to celebrate Xiao Xing's birthday with her, so he won't leave in a hurry. Something must have happened at the welfare home.

I will have Cao Fang look into it. You should come home with me now.

Her complexion was already quite pale, and her frail body would only worsen if she continued to be troubled like this.

Huo Mingzheng didn't give her a chance to refuse. He took her hand and left the emergency center. Before leaving, Fu Yan removed the pendant that her father had given her and handed it to Ji Qing.

"Season Qing, this is a talisman my father gave me. It has always protected me. Please ask the doctor to put it near Season Lin. I have been telling my father about Season Lin, and my father will bless him."

Ji Qing's eyes were red-rimmed. She never believed in these things, but now even the doctor was helpless. All she wanted now was for her younger brother to wake up soon, otherwise, their family would really collapse.

She took the pendant, her voice choked with emotion. "Don't worry, this amulet will soon be back in your hands."

A sour feeling welled up in her nasal cavity, and she glanced one last time at Ji Lin through the glass window.

Jilin, you must wake up quickly, you haven't shown me the Olympic medal yet, you can't break your promise.

Cao Fang drove the car to the entrance of the emergency center. Huo Mingzheng hugged her in his arms, protecting her from the cold wind.

Bentley left the hospital with five escort vehicles.

In the distance parking lot, Fu Hanlin retracted his gaze, lit a cigarette, and the smoke slowly drifted out the window. After finishing the cigarette, he rolled up the car window and instructed the driver, “Go back.”

Fu Hanlin rarely used a driver, but today's press conference announced his succession as the president of Fu Group. His identity and status are vastly different from before.

The car drove out of the parking lot and stopped at the intersection where the traffic light ahead was red.

A black Bentley and a Rolls-Royce Phantom were parked side by side.

Through the car window, Fu Hanlin looked to his right at the Bentley. Although he couldn't see anything, he knew a pair of eyes were also looking at him through the window.

Back at the Jinling mansion, the nutritionist warmed a cup of milk and handed it to Fu Yan. She watched personally as she finished drinking it before leaving the room.

"Mr. Huo, Miss Fu finished the milk."

Huo Mingzheng stood by the floor-to-ceiling window with his back to her, "Did you light the sleep-inducing aromatherapy"

The nutritionist's hand holding the cup froze, "Understood. I've added the dosage as instructed by Dr. Qin, it should help Ms. Fu get a good night's sleep."

The man let out a grunt and waved his hand. "Go rest," he said.ife had no objections to how Huo Mingzheng handled Fu Yan's case, after all, having someone kneel in the ancestral hall for eight hours was already a complete punishment according to family rules. No...